Zhao De gave Yang Ling a helpless look:
"Don't be so curious. If you don't plan to accept the Grand Ancestor's offer, what does any of this have to do with you?"
Yang Ling smiled awkwardly. "I was just asking. As for that Dao Lord... I'm afraid I couldn't deal with him at my current level. Even if I became an Earthly Immortal, who knows how many years that would take?"
"My young friend, the Dao Lord isn't just my problem.
You can ask Brother Zhao and Brother Wu Bao about that."
The Grand Ancestor spoke patiently.
Yang Ling's expression shifted, and he looked at Zhao De.
Zhao De said thoughtfully, "The forces in the Asura Path have been eyeing this realm for some time. They simply aren't confident enough to start a war."
"If we let that Dao Lord keep growing stronger in Netherworld City, the moment he makes a breakthrough, he'll appear in the Great Dream Dynasty the very next day."
The Grand Ancestor's voice turned grave. "When that happens, he'll slaughter his way through not just the Great Dream Dynasty, but the Zhao Kingdom, the Rong Kingdom, the Nether Kingdom, and every other land guarded by an Earthly Immortal."
"The only reason he hasn't acted is what Brother Zhao said: he isn't confident enough yet. But as long as he has Netherworld City, the Dao Lord will eventually get there!"
"So the Dao Lord might come after us first?"
Yang Ling frowned slightly.
Zhao De said, "It's possible. But the Grand Ancestor might also be exaggerating."
The Grand Ancestor said solemnly, "Brother Zhao, I'm a man of standing. Why would I exaggerate about something like this?"
Yang Ling was still weighing how much self-interest lay behind the Grand Ancestor's words when the White Bone God Lord's voice